A totally fictitious historical story which deals with Revenge,💥 Hatred,💥Love,❤️ Romance💞 and War.⚔️
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#A youth with the fire of hatred🔥
#A never ending dispute between two prestigious brethren over a crown. 👑
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King Yanak sensed a death threat to his life. He jerked and shouted and flung everything inside his room by covering his head from both his hands. A mysterious fog blurred the King's vision and he could see a face peeping into the chamber. It was extremely scary for this face was pale white with no eyes, nose and lips. Yanak's eyes widened as the figure slightly moved into the chamber.
There were chains circled around his legs. Yanak's eyes widened as soon as he saw the mysterious creature who was sneaking in. Fear overran him because of the sudden realization of the fact that this was another terrible form of the untamed spirit Sathi.
"GO AWAY...... GO AWAY... YOU CAN'T HARM ME..... I'M YANAK THE MOST POWERFUL IN THRAILOKAPURA."
His sword swayed through the air but Sathi's spirit became more rapid by swirling around the chamber. The King had no escape. For some reason he could feel his powers subdued making him less more powerful. He's out of control.
" DAMN..... "
The king could no longer bear up the hoarse music played through the flute. It was intense. There was a huge battle field inside the chamber. The king held his talisman towards the direction of the moonlight. Dark clouds were gradually uncovering the silver moon.
It fell right across the shredded paths and chattered the glass pieces on the walls. They sheathed Yanak by forming large circles.
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Blood dripped onto the ground and it stinked. It's movement became fast and its mouth parted agape. Blood drooled from the corners and spattered them on his palms.
King Yanak could hear the strong wooden door being opened in a rush. Someone pulled in with another few powerful talismans. A clear shaft of blue light threw onto the spirit's face.
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"My Lord, I'll take care of this. Please assure your safety."
"Amithnal, I won't run away. I'm not a coward." The king said by showing the talisman towards the direction of the spirit.
"I know your highness, but please leave. Let me handle this."
The talismans were able to take over the control of the spirit. Amidst Amithnal's ardent force the king hurried out of the chamber. The king looked at the shafts of light throwing across the area just like a fight between the heaven and hell.
